i regret opening up to some people, because i realize now they didn't deserve to know me like that. i shared pieces of myself i usually keep hidden. my past, my dreams, even the thoughts i was scared to say out loud. i thought they would understand me more, maybe even care. but they didn't. some ignored my words, some used them against me. it left me questioning why i trusted them at all. maybe i was too open, too eager to feel close, or maybe i just wanted connection so badly. what i know now is that not everyone is capable of holding my trust with care. so now, i try to be careful with who i let in, and i remind myself not to trust too quickly. but even with all the hurt, i still hold on to hope and belief that i am worth knowing, and that one day the right people will see that.